This fic takes place after City of Lost Souls, so if you haven't read it, don't read this. It'll spoil it. That means you Jess. Turn back around and just read the freaking book first! (She keeps trying to get me to spoil it for her.) If you aren't Jess and you have read the book, please enjoy this fic. It will be, of course, Malec, but there will be side couples of Clace and Sizzy. There will be a few OC's, but they will not play a huge part in this. They are just necessary for the plot. I have been wanting to write a Malec fanfic for a very long time and when COLS happened, I got this idea and it just had to be done and now that I'm on summer vacation, I have time. :)
I do not own The Mortal Instruments or The Infernal Devices or even The Rasmus. Dammit.
Chapter 1
Dangerous Kind
After the break up, Magnus had spent the first week without even leaving his apartment. He drank any alcoholic beverage in the entire place and when he ran out of that, he moved onto his cough syrup. He barely ate anything all day and he kept vomiting up his meager meals, sometimes just dry retching, but at least it was always appropriately in the toilet. He would conjure up more alcohol, but he was so out of it that he couldn't even do the simplest spells correctly.
He wanted to get so drunk that he couldn't even remember who Alec was, but it was as if the more drunk he got, the more he thought about him, causing Magnus to just drink more. How could he betray him? All those damn Lightwoods were the same! He knew they were a family of plotters, yet he had thought Alec was different from them all, but he was just like them. He had went behind his back and plotted with Camille to take away his immortality. How could he do that to him? How could he not trust him after all Magnus had done for him? Magnus had gone to a war, a battle, dragged him out of a river even though he had a fear of drowning ever since his human father had tried to kill him, raised a demon, and helped raise an angel all for him. He was the type to stay away from fighting. He wasn't a hero, but he hadn't run away and endangered himself all for Alec. All because he loved him and still Alec wouldn't believe him that he loved him like no other. What did he want from him? Apparently his immortality.
That's when he had began to throw things around his flat, smashing mugs and breaking spines of books, in his rage. Chairman Meow hid under the furniture in terror while Magnus screamed in frustration, misery, regret, and many other emotions until a pair of familiar arms folded around him, calming him. He didn't cry. He hadn't cried when he came home and all of Alec's things were gone or when he saw Alec's key on the dining room table. Magnus just stood in the embrace with a blank expression and paused his fit, hand raised to throw yet another item in some random direction.
"It's all over Downworld. Do you want to talk about it, Magnus?" requested Tessa.
Magnus slowly turned and stared down into her worried gray eyes. He could see traces of blue in them. Her face was as pale and as serious as he remembered it being. She kept her long curly light brown locks in a bun except for a few strays that framed her cheeks and winded down her neck, ending at mid-forearm. He remembered when he had first met her. She had worn the face of someone else at the time and later he got to see her true face. It was a bit odd to see her no longer in Victorian dresses, but she didn't wear modern clothes either. She wore a fancy silk dress that did nice things to her figure, but she still refused to show too much skin.
After that, Tessa had stayed in the apartment with Magnus. She didn't let him drink himself into a stupor anymore and made him eat correctly, along with actually taking a shower which he had been too drunk to remember to do. He still didn't leave his apartment, neither of them did. Magnus began to feel a bit better with her being there for him and he began to open up to her about what had happened. He had told her about Alec before and how he had never loved someone as much he loved him. If anyone would understand losing the one you loved most, it would be Tessa who had it happen to her twice.
"But, Magnus, you said Alec is a Shadowhunter, right?" began Tessa.
"Yeah."
"And he isn't around downworlders a lot?"
"Sometimes he seems, seemed to forget I was a warlock and would be startled when I conjured something up."
"Magnus, I'm sorry to break this to you, but you were wondering why risking your life didn't earn you his trust, love, or anything, well that's why. It didn't really mean anything to him. In his mind, people laying down their lives for others is completely normal. It's all he knows."
At first, he had been outraged at that, but after he had calmed down, he began to realize that Tessa might be right. He had never thought about that. Shadowhunters all laid down their lives, even for complete strangers. It was seen as honorable. It was how they were raised and trained. They were warriors and heroes and that's what warriors and heroes did. He should have known. Just look at Alec's name. Alexander was Greek for "defending men" and Gideon was Hebrew for "mighty warrior".
After that, Magnus began to blast depressing music, trying to drown out Tessa's insistent talking. She kept trying to talk about his thoughts and his emotions and that he should talk to Alec. He didn't want to, he shouldn't want to. It was over with them. As much as he loved Alec, Alec was a mortal and he should forget about him and find himself another mortal boy who could love him like Magnus did and give him everything Magnus couldn't. Just the mere thoughts of Alec being with someone else and forgetting about him gave him unspeakable pain. It was selfish really, but it was for the better. Really the biggest thing keeping Magnus going was knowing somewhere out there, Alec was alive. That was enough.
It had been three weeks after the break up when someone came pounding on the door. Magnus had been blasting his depressing music as per the usual.
"Once I thought about it
I figured out your wicked ways
There's no doubt about it
You'd sell your soul to seal the case
You're the dangerous kind
Now look at what you've done to me
What you've done to me baby
You've gotta criminal mind
Your moaning is to plant a seed
Now I'd kill for you baby"
"So him being a screamer was all part of his plan, Lauri? I should have known," stated Magnus while staring at his surround sound system.
"Magnus, he said 'motive', not 'moaning' and turn that off," she corrected.
"These lyrics prove that The Rasmus understand my pain."
That was when the pounding on the door ensued. Magnus turned off the music and didn't want to answer the door, so Tessa went to shoo away whoever was bothering them. It hadn't been the first time someone had bothered them. But no one should be able to get to the second floor without being buzzed up.
"I know you're in there, Magnus Bane! Open up! This is important!" screamed a rather familiar voice.
Tessa opened the door and peered down at the woman. She looked about sixteen with long ink black locks that were pulled back into a ponytail, brown eyes, pale skin, a slender body, and rather skimpy clothes. She looked distressed, sweaty, and not at all pleased to see her.
"Who the fuck are you?" she demanded.
Tessa narrowed her eyes and said, "I could say the same to you."
Isabelle glared at her before she pushed pass her and stormed over to Magnus. He looked at her in surprise. There had only been two other times he had seen her this distressed. The first was when Alec had been attacked by a greater demon and the second was when Max had died.
"You! Don't lie to me! I know you still love Alec, don't you?" she yelled.
He couldn't think of anything to say or do other than do a slight jerk of his chin, a nod. He didn't want to lie to her when she was in such a state.
"Well then I thought you should hear the news. Alec has gone missing. Not just run off, either. His whole room is destroyed, singed from fire, and reeks of demons."
And there you have it. I know it's not that great. I had a bit of trouble connecting with the characters. I understand them, but it's hard to connect to them while writing. I don't normally do fanfiction, so after a few chapters or so that'll probably go away. (Also the fact that I connect better with Alec while reading, so perhaps that'll be the same in writing.) Do you like it? Review! Tell me what you think! (If you read this, Jess, I will kill you.)
~Camille Cayden
